Psychopath Killer

I guess you can consider it poetry

But with me it started out with just words, just words, words

They started looking like puzzle pieces

So I started connecting them to each other

'Til they started to resemble blank canvases

By this time I was an artist

So I just started to see these pictures

These real visuals

I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, killer, killer

I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, killer, killer

A psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, killer, killer

A psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, killer, killer

A psychopath, I'm a killer

Feelin' it in the air, breathe it in the night

Staring at the full moon

Did you ever think you would come to find?

Maybe in my dreams

A psychopath, I'm a killer

I'm a psychopath, I'm never keepin' it plain

Lyrical murder is somethin' I've been about

Ever since I was a little kid, doodlin' in class

Drew a picture of my teacher, bullet in his head, ruler in his ass

With a toilet in front of him, throwin' up, pissed off

Prolly symbolic of this thought, sick taught

'Til my inner enemy interrupts

I'm havin' nightmares of leavin' behind my dreams

With anything less than a full bank

It's like I'm General Hong, and I'm standin' in front of a gun

I'm puttin' myself in the way of a bullet to pull rank

The hood is over my eyes but the wool ain't

Yeah, got the mentality of bein' with a wizard

Every award show, we don't even get considered

How do you sell somethin' that's so lyrical

To a kid who wouldn't know what was hittin' if it hit him? (Hit him, hit him)

Now I wanna talk about these niggas from Detroit

Before me and Shady, who was thinkin' 'bout Detroit?

We put the world onto it so watch how you say "fuck me"

You just might jinx yourself, whoops, your girl gon' do it

'Cause I was in that 911 in Chicago, 911 at the same time

I had already been grindin' since '97, that's longevity

And if you think you're lyrically better, you better be a killer

(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer) Oh yeah

You ain't ever seen a motherfucker get realer

(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

Pull an automatic on anybody sporadic I choose

(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

'Cause ain't nobody iller, no one, nobody for realer

(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

This elite drinker is the ringleader

I'm a deep thinker, I'm a street preacher

With a street sweeper full of heat seekers

In your Jeep speakers I'ma keep ringers

I don't need heaters, I got the meat cleaver

Welcome to the slaughterhouse

Niggas try to tell me I spell too much

Capital S to the laugh to the T-E-R

Ho, U-S-E, now go to hell you fucks, word

Making work disappear quick as magic

Abracadabra, the trafficker blacker than Africa

Can you imagine a nigga flipping bread for the blood?

Money like Dracula has him a spatula, ask me a question

Am I the best with the flexing? Fuck, yes, with the goon talk

I just moonwalk all over the beat then I'm lightin' up the street

Crooked going Michael Jackson on Thriller

(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer) Oh yeah

You ain't ever seen a motherfucker get realer

(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

Pull an automatic on anybody sporadic I choose

(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

'Cause ain't nobody iller, no one, nobody for realer

(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

Feelin' it in the air, breathe it in the night

Staring at the full moon (Killer, killer, killer, killer)

Did you ever think you would come to find?

Maybe in my dreams (Psychopath, I'm a killer)

The thought of retiring is makin' me want

To set your daughter on fire with a soldering iron and

What up ma, I'm applyin' for the rim job, are you hirin'?

I'm hopin' to fill up your openin'

Oh but I know I gotta meet a lot of requirements

First I gotta accept you're in a lobby in Ireland

And you've probably already been with all the Slaughter and I am

In no mood to be playin' second fiddle, slob on this violin

With no strings attached

I'm just the product of a hostile environment

But bein' brought up so wrought up inspired

But I don't know why, it's still like I'm caught up inside a whirlpool

Not an appliance, but applyin' this science, I psychotically rhyme

And it's like stars have aligned all in alliance

Heart of a lion, balls of Goliath

Obscene talk intertwined like a beanstalk and a vine

But I keep walkin' the line between the wrong and the right

But everything I write seems wrong and it's like

I'm ecstatic at all the static that I can still cause

In the fabric of our modern society

Now Catholics are panicking 'cause I snapped back

To my old antics and shenanigans, dammit, the Pope's mad again

Probably shouldn't've ran up in the Vatican with that mannequin

Singin' "Bagpipes from Baghdad" again

In my dad's drag, draggin' a faggot in a GLAAD bag

Won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance like that again

You thought I was lyin' when I said I think that I'm crossin' the line again

I've lost my mind, caution oh God I think I just thought of another fucking line

Forgive me father, for I have sinned

But hip-hop has left me brainwashed with a violent, streak

Defiant, now the odds of me tryin' to fuckin' be quiet

Probably gotta be 'bout as high as the Jolly Green Giant

After he's fallen in pollen next to a killer beehive colony tryin' to sneak by it

While his feet stomp, follow me while I revive rap

I'ma start up a rioting, try to stop it or silence it

You're not gonna, might as well just hit the block in your joggin' attire in

Boston, across the marathon finish line than to

Put your thoughts against mine

'Cause the arsenal I have'll scar you for life, worse than Dzhokhar

Tsarnaev with bombs, pliers and barbed wire

Your bars are like Barney Fife with a fucking Swiss army knife

A saberless Darth Vader with arthritis in a bar fight

With the Dark Knight on a dark night with his arms tied up

I'm Dahmer-like when I'm on the mic, I'm not gonna lie

Perform like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's hard for the rhyme to end

Like fuck 'em all I'm just ridin'

Like I'm locked up inside of a shot up Bonnie and Clyde car

Uncle Ronnie was driving, 'bout to burst through the side door

Of Arkham Asylum and park in the dining room

(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer) Oh yeah

You ain't ever seen a motherfucker get realer

(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

Pull an automatic on anybody sporadic I choose

(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

'Cause ain't nobody iller, no one, nobody for realer

(A psychopath, I'm a killer)